Lyrics:
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Will I fuck em will I diss em, that's what these hoes yelling
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all still chase on, I'll replace on, punks
Drunk
the payment
All these little rapper come and go, I wonder where they went
Ten years and runnin', we came up from the basement
(You are watching a master–)
After everything too, your just crazy to love me
You look deep into my eyes and all you see is depression
I done been through a path that had taught me
After everything too, your just crazy to love me
You look deep into my eyes and all you see is depression
I done been through a path that had taught me
ketamine
Love me or hate me, I'm still here
After all these years and still crazy
Simon said put down the Ibanez
And rap circles around these goddamn kids
So
man but hard as a rock
And I die for my kids so stay off my block
They might be impressed with you but I'm not
After all these years I still walk
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
even after you're gone
Strange thought, I know, but my skills still grow
The 80s, the 90s, 2000s, and so
On and on until the crack of dawn
Until
Could l be a target
All these niggas follow
Starting off with nothing
Now these niggas hating
Send a call back to my ex girl now she only wants
gain
We're all played more prey
Same python that struck Saigon
Fuck Bush fuck Blair
Same repeating like Simon
Fuck Boris fuck Biden
Negotiating with
know, Weezy's fucking crazy
Damn, I done walked in here
Looking like the motherfucking man of the year
My shades so dark and my ice so bright
My
and reality we can live
Oh and reality TV to make us cringe
I'm ready to love, and after these last 90 days I'm all but ready to make you my fianc
And I don't
the month so now shawty act moody
Catch me at D.C right by the White House
Independent calling these shots like the president
They do want I say like
all the tears,
Paul Simon was spot on,
still crazy after all these years.
So, I will be your carpet
but let me clarify,
not the carpet that you walk
know how
Your own clocks tick
Dudes walking round zombified
Not asleep but they haven't woken up yet
And these labels give them crazy deals
Just to try
many times, fuck do I look like falling behind?
I done been through all of these tries of figuring out what the fuck is mine
I done heard that I don't
gold was only gold-plated
Thinking of all the other ones I coulda just left and up and dated
Singled after four years
Starting over never easy
But it
gettin' smoked, you put a hand on me
Shots run it down even if he had a broken foot
All through COVID, we still sold it by the boatload to push
Pandemic
at all (no, no, no, no)
Can't be budged by your muscle (no, no, no, no)
Never riding on E (no, no, n-no, no)
It's De La and Butta V (drive you crazy
After we did all the
Groundwork, outta nowhere
Here you come jumpin' in
Why should we fuckin' bring you in after
We got all these views comin' in?
Why
A hundred years after that…fucked
A hundred years after you get free you still getting fucked out of jobs
And shot at by police you see what I'm saying
Cuz
After all these years
Here we are
With another song to sing
All these days
Pass us by
As we watched our childhood fly
And I'm still the one
louder in our ears Louder in our ears every night
We were all somewhat out of school Jersey by birth, relaxing but not on a holiday An appalling amount
Connor is alive tonight, bro! Rocky
Alive tonight, bro! Aye, y’all
Love my show when I say these names
Y’all better scream for me i
Don’t give a fuck if
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